Category: driving
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Poem Inspired when Driving in the Far Left Lane and Needing to Be in the Far Right Lane And Remembering You were Going to Buy Your Wife a Large Pike Blend During Heavy Morning Traffic
Shit, damn it – get off my ass Don’t you see my turn signal? (Nod your head, wave thank you) To the driver who let you slide over one lane Shit, damn it – you didn’t get over enough Drive past your turn (Nod your head, wave thank you) To the driver who let you…
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for Nick Vulpi
Today, we drove to mile marker 99; nothing special to see; Nothing says that last week a visitor from Canada Stopped to offer help to a young man we knew as boy What did he say and what was the reply? Simple words of kindness shared, lost in the gore Of another drunk behind the…
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travel haiku
puff ball cotton clouds concrete ribbon wrapped mountains green day commute home 9-19-20
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Driving toward Pittsburgh
dear siri, today, while driving towards pittsburgh I wrote a poem in my head I’ve lost it can you help me find it ? I promise I will take back all those horrible things I’ve said about you 9-8-20
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Summertime
Before air conditioning was a thing all doors and windows were open In the hall a box fan stirred the air moved it to the kitchen for supper Pulled weeds, hoed the garden picked worms from off the vines Rode bikes, played in the sprinkler sat in the front yard after dark Drank nickel root…
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swamp haiku
in midst of dark swamp truck lights follow thin painted line trusting the painter 2-20-20 *title from wife
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Rush Hour on Garner’s Ferry Road
Rush hour traffic driving east to west siren and blue lights race west to east pull over and let them pass Two blocks further another siren and blue lights race west to east pull over and let them pass At the bottom of the hill screaming blue lights perform a Starsky and Hutch fishtail race…
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Morning commute
Before the sensible rise you rise Sit on the edge of your bed listen to her breathe Ponder years of falling unconscious beside one another One eye on your sideview mirror you pull forward into traffic Warning: Objects in mirror are closer than they appear 11-6-19
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